[DR. POMATTER, spoken]
You remind me of a girl I once knew
Gah, by now she’s well in middle age
She’s probably 41, or 42

[JENNA, spoken]
Thank you?

[DR. POMATTER, spoken]
Oh god, no, no, what I meant was that —
(sung)
She was a waitress at a shop I used to frequent quite a lot
Nice teeth and small hands and snuck me goodies I couldn’t afford then
She was sweet to me
Reminds me of you

[JENNA, spoken]
Nobody ever really notices me that way

[DR. POMATTER, spoken]
She’d make the pies fresh every day
Like you, I guess but I must say
If pies were books yours would be Shakеspeare’s lettеrs
You remind me of her, but better

It only takes a taste
When it’s something special
It only takes a taste
When ya know it’s good
Sometimes one bite is more than enough
To know you want more of the thing you just got a taste of
[JENNA]
That reminds me of a thing we would say
Me and my momma in the kitchen when we’d bake
She’d say Jenna, you can tell a whole story with a taste

[DR. POMATTER]
Yeah! Yeah that’s exactly what I mean
I swear that as those flavors mixed and melted I could hear the sirens sing
It was truly something special — one taste and I want the whole thing

I must say
It felt like I was carried away
Intoxicated, made me escape the room I was in
I can’t help but wonder how your hands must have felt
Creating such a masterful thing

[JENNA]
Just one bite
Caused all that wondering

[DR. POMATTER]
It only takes a taste

[JENNA & DR. POMATTER]
It only takes a taste when you know it’s good
Sometimes one bite is more than enough
To know you want more of the thing you just got a taste of